Maybe?

It might just be happening...

I woke up this morning to my first ounce of spotting since this whole rigamaroo began.  Woo hoo!!!  It hasn't progressed to much more than that, but right now, I'll take it. 

I survived yesterday.  It wasn't so bad.  I was so worried that I was going to miscarry on Mother's Day. How traumatic a memory would that be? At the same time, I was getting so antsy hoping it would happen soon.  Yesterday was the nicest day we've had all year long (24 degree weather!).  I even got to "skip" church because our dog was a bit sick and DH didn't want to leave her locked up.  So I happily volunteered (so glad I did!).  We had lunch with my mom and some friends.  I was pretty demotivated with the nice weather so I didn't accomplish much else, but it was an enjoyable day.  Only one person thought of me and checked up on how I was doing (love you BFF!), but that was enough.

I go to see the doctor later this morning. He wanted to review my last ultrasound report and I figure it would be good to hear what he has to say.  Will keep you posted.